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Ethan In Love

Book 2 of the ‘Edward in Love’ In Love Saga It had been over five years since Ethan Jackson and Demyan Chernyshevsky-Coleman had broken up. Five years of avoiding family gatherings, awkward greetings and longing glances from across the room. For both they had tried to move on. To forget their first true loves and try to make a name from themselves from their family’s glory. For Demyan who constantly had to live up to both his fathers’; Edward and Vasili, success he found it difficult to shake off his past when eyes were constantly on him. To forget the man he had once fallen so deeply in love with that it had consumed him for almost a decade but found it near to impossible. For Ethan who constantly worked hard to prove he belonged into a family whose name was a household brand, he often found himself drowning into the voices of those who believed he belonged nowhere near the successful family. His decisions had ruined his chances with the only boy he had ever loved and even though it was almost a decade later he found it difficult to forget. Now as the ex-couple face each other again, will their love prevail or will new love conquests stop them in their path? *** Please beautiful readers read Book 1 and it’s side story, Edward in Love, to better understand Book 2 of the ‘In Love Saga’. Hope you Enjoy!

Matli_Unicorn · LGBT+
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546 Chs

The Fish Community

Ethan 

I watched Demyan from the corner of my eye as he stared at the water with such concentration you would have thought he was Aquaman trying to summon the fish to us. His plump lips were twisted, his nose scrunched and the freckles on his face had tanned a bit during the day making them look more prominent. He was adorable and I knew his stress. 

Demyan was not the greatest fisherman, mostly because as he said 'I do not like to kill innocents'. He never joined us for hunting trips nor did his parents. They were more than happy to eat but did not like to see the loss of life at all. 

When he was young he caught plenty of fish but when none of us were looking he would let the fish go and pretend like it had slipped out of the net. He was too kind and even from as a young boy he would come running to me with an injured bird. We would nurse it back to health and for the cases that were not successful he would spend the entire day crying.